Date: Thu, 26 Jun 2008 22:18:17 -0700
From: Seattle Cockslut - spkn_suck
Subject: Total Domination By A Real Man
I went to the Hollywood Video in Lake City to pick up some more lube
and poppers (a cockslut can never have enough, right?) Since it was
late in the day and I had no other plans, I decided to take a trip
down to their newly-remodeled theater to check out a couple of videos,
and maybe, just maybe, find somebody to have some fun with.
Did I ever.
I descended the stairs from the main building to the theater and
opened the creaking door, stepping from the setting summer night into
near-total darkness, except for the flickering video of a woman being
assfucked by a nameless straight. I bypassed that and went straight
to the room in the very back of the theater where they played the gay
videos. My experiences were hit and miss, but those experiences
showed there was a better chance of hooking up here than in the
straight areas. I briefly surveyed the video and the few guys sitting
in plastic chairs watching the two men go at it.. and then I saw HIM.
If you look up "real man" in the dictionary, there should be a huge
photo of this man. Short cropped black hair and a full goatee framing
a stern, square face with large brown eyes that could bore a hole in
your soul. Black t-shirt with a motorcycle club crest on it, covering
a big chest, thick biceps and forearms. Dark denim jeans going down
to dark boots. The fly was open, and out from it grew a thick.. no,
MASSIVE piece of meat that extruded some distance from the thick hand
grasping it at the base, with two egg-sized balls resting below it.
This wasn't just a man.. this was utter perfection. He was a god to
me. Our eyes made contact and I could feel his eyes locking with
mine, and I couldn't look away. In that instant, he knew exactly how
I felt, and what I wished I could do with him.. and he knew he had me
and could do whatever he wanted with me, and I would obey.
Unfortunately, there were no seats available.. and as I took a seat
near him, but not nearly close enough to reach this master of a man,
he stood up and, without another look, went to another room. I looked
around to see the others there. Thin, doughy, much smaller cocks..
any other day I would have probably stuck around and sucked a quick
thin load or two out of them. Not tonight. After having the fleetest
of a taste and a glance at what the best of the best was, they simply
wouldn't do. Not tonight.
I quickly gathered myself, got up and, as nonchalantly as I could,
went after him. We briefly passed each other in the hallway - he
didn't give me a second look. I was worried as I ended up in a room
playing a trannie video to no audience - did I not meet up with his
standards? I already knew he should have been way out of my league,
but he was what a sub bottom's wet dreams are made of - I had to have
him.
I followed him into the main room, bordered by the other rooms and the
entrance. There he was, sitting in the corner. A thin twink had just
gotten up from next to him and left the area, leaving the chair next
to the stud open. I quickly swooped in and sat down, and immediately,
my eyes turned to his massive cock. I looked up quickly.. and saw
that his eyes were looking at mine at the same time, and then back at
me. I took my hands off my own neoprene shorts and, not taking my
eyes off his the whole time, carefully grasped at the massive piece of
meat sticking out from his pants. He leaned back, which gave me the
high sign - I was free to do what I dreamed of!
Wasting no time, I slid off the chair onto my knees in front of him,
and began to envelop that monster cock in my mouth. I consider myself
a pretty good cocksucker and able to handle a very good sized dick in
my mouth and throat.. but this thing was something else! And I know
everybody talks about the stud having a nine inch dick as thick as
their wrist.. and this dick was damn near that thick, and at least
nine, with a huge mushroom head that was quickly trying to breach the
entrance to my throat!
"That's my boy," he whispered, nearly melting me as I knelt there. He
was absolutely right - I was his boy, to do with as he pleased, and at
this point, he was pleased with how I was sucking him. Then he took
over. I had almost no warning as his hands reached down to my chest,
grabbing at, pinching, and twisting my nipples hard enough to nearly
make me scream around his cock. It hurt so much, but there was no way
I was going to let that stop me! With tears streaming down my face
and his cock buried in my mouth, I looked up at him and briefly saw
him smile. He then grabbed the back of my head with both hands and
began shoving his cock even deeper - or rather, he shoved my head down
on his cock. I could feel the cock pushing hard against the entrance
to my throat, and slowly, VERY slowly, it gave way, and I could feel
that huge head entering my throat, causing me to gag. I pulled back
briefly, then plunged back down, the saliva coating his cock. He took
it out of my mouth and pushed my head down to those big balls, which I
obediently licked, sucked and took into my mouth as he jacked his
cock. He pulled it up and began slapping it against my face with a
loud slapping sound that seemed to echo around the room. Out of the
corner of my eye, I could see some of the other men from the other
rooms begin to gather around, in the rows next to me and in front of
us.
Without a word, we both moved in unison, me scooting back on my knees
as he stood up from the chair, towering over me, his nine-incher
pointing right in my face and quickly, into my mouth once again. He
bore down into my mouth and over me, bending me over backwards over my
knees as he forced the cock in and out, in and out, into my throat,
using me as his personal cocksucking bitch! When I backed up a bit to
get back on my knees properly, he soon had maneuvered me back over
until he was nearly standing over my chest, his cock shoving downward
into my throat. I could hear a few digitized "clicks" and looked
around, saliva and tears blocking my eyesight, and could see that a
few of the theater-goers had their cellphones out, and were actually
taking pictures of me, kneeling in this dirty porno theater, a huge
cock stretching my mouth, the picture of utter and total submission!
My throat was sore and getting worse. I could only get gasps of
breath as the cock went in and out of my mouth, as deep as it could.
My pierced nipples felt raw and sore from his periodic abuse of them.
Saliva was smeared on my face and tears were in my eyes from choking
on his cock and having his cock and balls smeared on my face. And
still, it continued. And I loved every second of it - I cannot
possibly describe the feeling I felt as I knelt there and took
whatever he wanted to do to me. I knew others were watching and even
taking photos of the spectacle, but I didn't care - I was barely aware
they were there. The only thing that mattered, the only thing that
existed in my world was this burly stud and his monster cock, the root
of my existence at that point in time.
After what both seemed like an eternity and seemed like a flash in
time, he started grunting as he used my mouth. "Gonna squirt in your
face!" He took his cock out of my mouth and I quickly bowed to suck
on his balls more as he jacked the cock. He leaned back slightly, his
cock pointing right in my face, as I opened my mouth and stuck my
tongue out, awaiting his load. Suddenly, he shoved his cock into my
mouth again.. and there it was! One, two, three, four, five shots,
bitter tasting, creamy and big, the goal of my work and his, and the
reward for being this man's temporary slave! I gulped the cum down
with an audible moan, as he held his cock in my mouth, not letting a
single drop out until it was all in my stomach.
His hands relinquished their grip on my head as his orgasm passed. I
did my submissive and enjoyable duty of cleaning this stud's cock with
my mouth, licking every trace of saliva and cum from it until it was
clean, then taking the softening cock deep one more time, making sure
I got every last possible remnant of his essence. I slowly leaned
back and let his cock from between my lips and looked up at him,
panting with the exertion of what had to be considered the most
forceful and total dominance of my mouth in my entire life. No words
were exchanged between us.. but I saw the glint of satisfaction in his
eyes. The boy had pleased his master.
The stud slowly pulled his soft cock into my jeans, buttoning them up
in my eyes. An eerie quiet fell over the room as he stepped away from
me, toward the entrance and out the door. The small crowd of
witnesses to my ordeal began to disperse, leaving me kneeling in the
dark theater room, almost in a state of shock. I could not believe
what had just happened to me. I had come for supplies, and got more,
MUCH more than I could have ever imagined. I slowly stood up on
wobbly legs and walked out of the theater and the store, almost in a
trance. I never got his name, I had never seen him before and would
probably never see him again.. but I would always remember the night
that that real man with the enormous cock had completely taken me and
dominated me, leaving me a cum-filled mess, craving for more.